Foxy was expressionless and looked at Ivankov unmoved.

Demons are demons, if you are beautiful, you have nothing to say, but the key is to make people vomit and be particularly self-righteous, which is a bit excessive.

It's not that Foxey despises the new humans, but these guys don't have a number in mind.

What's more, Foxy never thought of himself as a good person, and he didn't mind moving his fingers if he was going to kill someone just because he didn't like it.

Whoever can't change the world will eventually be changed by the world.

This is now Foxie.

"Boy, you can't get out of here today."

Ivankov's expression was a little unsightly, and the corpse in one place made him angry.

It is simply a provocation for this guy in front of him, who looks like a wild man, to dare to openly go wild on his territory.

"You can try."

Foxy laughed angrily, he wanted to see what this shemale king could do with him.

Now this situation is no longer a matter of who is right or wrong, but the enemy who divides the enemy, and who will die.

"Whoosh..."

Don't look at the future Ivankov is an immodest person, but who didn't have a little temper when he was young? What's more, not long after Ivankov became the king of the shemale kingdom, he was so provoked by Fuksie, and his violent temper erupted on the spot.

Appearing in front of Faksie, Ivankov's fingernails stabbed straight at Foksie's throat.

Combining the colors and paper paintings, Foxy is like a dandelion, easily dodging the attack before it arrives.

One blow missed, Ivankov continued to attack, his hands turning into afterimages that constantly enveloped Foxy.

The figure kept retreating, allowing Ivankov's attack to be like a raging storm, and Foksey always easily dodged it.

Tilting his head and bending to the left, Foxy put his hands behind his back and did not make a move.

The more Ivankov attacked, the more frightened he became, and after fifty or sixty moves, he didn't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes.

"Death winks."

Ivankov suddenly blinked at Faulsy at high speed, and in an instant, an explosive wind rushed towards Foksey.

Foxy took a light step, and a shock passed by, and the ground behind him exploded directly to form a crater, and at this time, Ivankov spun his netted thigh wrapped in armed force and punched Foxy in the chest.

"Spin Beauty."

The sound of breaking the air came, and Foxy frowned and raised his right hand, his wrist was black and purple, and with the huge force of the collision, Foxy turned into a cannonball and flew out, disappearing into the broken walls through several houses one after another.

Ivankov landed on the ground with a successful blow, but his face was not excited by the attack, but on the contrary, it was unusually solemn.

"It hurts!"

An indifferent voice sounded, the submerged beams of rubble burst open, and Fauxy stepped out, his body began to expand slightly as he walked, and the lean muscles bulged, and a white hot mist rose around him.

"Life returned, you are a man of the navy."

Ivankov's face was shocked, he was a little suspicious just now, after all, Faulksy had used Lan's foot, but looking at the current scene with little smoke, it was not a life that was awakened by mastering the Navy Six.

"Huh!"

The afterimage exploded, Foksy didn't bother to answer, and appeared in front of Ivankov in an instant, and the next moment he didn't know how to shoot, Ivankov snorted and flew out, and a fist mark appeared in his face.

The ground exploded and cracks appeared, and Foksy disappeared in place and reappeared above Ivankov, just as the blue tendons of his right arm burst out with black-purple light, smashing on Ivankov's stomach like a poisonous snake.

"Poof..."

With a roll of his eyes, Ivankov opened his mouth and vomited blood, and the bottom crust within a radius of 100 meters was warped, and a powerful shock wave spread out in all directions.

In the thick smoke, Foksy raised his right foot and aimed it at Ivankov's head, which was completely a dead hand.

The danger of death was all over his body, and Ivankov dodged between the lightning and flint, kicking Faksy in the chin with both feet.

Foksey ducked back with a cold gaze, and at the same time hit Ivankov in the chest with a kick, but Ivankov held it with both hands.

The wind whipped up the sand and dust, Ivankov flew upside down, and Foksy quickly kicked out two kicks with his right foot, and the next moment two bright white huge arcs chased Ivankov like a mountain of mountains, and at the same time Foksy disappeared in place.

The surface of the ground along the way was like a tofu made in half, and Ivankov watched the two intersecting slashes on his scalp and cooled, and the thick eyelashes and eyelids of his eyes blinked a few times.

"Death wink, death wink, death wink."

"Boom. Whoa..."

Flying sand and rocks, with a huge explosion Ivankov stood on the ground, and before he could catch his breath, a new crisis spread all over his body.

"Finger Gun, Viper."

The smoke cleared in front of him, and the five fingers of Foksey's right hand were bent like a venomous snake with open fangs, and a black and purple lightning stabbed Ivankov's throat.

As if falling into an ice cellar, Ivankov's pupils shrank, and his left chest was blurred with blood and flesh with the scream, if it wasn't for the critical moment to avoid the past, maybe his throat would have been broken by now.

Clutching Ivankov's shoulder bone like pliers, Foksy pulled suddenly, and Ivankov couldn't hold on to his body and fell towards Foksie.

"Poof. Click..."

As if his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, Ivankov twisted his face and nose with blood all over his nose and tongue, and his ribs whined as he squealed and Foxy pressed his knees against them.

At the moment when Ivankov fell, Foksy turned sideways and kicked Ivankov in the chest again.

As the ground around him collapsed, Ivankov flew out with a sound of breaking through the air, and lay in the ruins through a series of buildings.

Surrounded by hot mist, this time Foxy didn't catch up.

He knew very well that Ivankov could not be so weak, he had not fought with anyone himself for three years, and the Ivankov in front of him was very suitable for sparring, although he was ugly.

"Healing hormones."

"Hyperhormones."

As the smoke and dust cleared from the ruins, Ivankov stretched out his right fingernail as sharp as a knife and stabbed himself in the waist.

Something seemed to have been injected into the five fingers, and Ivankov trembled, and then the collapsed ribs began to snap together, and the cells all over his body could not stop getting excited.

The next second, standing up as if nothing was happening, Foksy could clearly feel Ivankov's aura rising.

Superhuman hormone fruit, not only can change gender at will, but also has many incredible abilities.

If Ivankov had appeared in the previous life, Thailand would have lost business and gone bankrupt, and there was a possibility that the economy would have regressed for more than ten years.

In just a few minutes, Ivankov was alive and well, and his enthusiasm was extremely high, and Foksy did not stop him.

"Bang."

Ivankov's feet exploded, and the man appeared directly in front of Foksey, his big dirty face full of a nervous smile.

The two fists collided, and Foksey only felt that he was hitting a ship head-on, and his feet fell straight back into the ground, while Ivankov crouched down slightly and flew like a cannonball again.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and Foksey leaned back to watch Ivankov leap over his head, reaching out and grabbing Ivankov's ankle at the moment of emergency, standing up and smashing to the ground.